our now. “Friends?” I asked, trying out the word. Could I be friends with him? Knowing I really wanted more than that? I would always have that tug on my heart wanting more from him. I’d had a glimpse of what it would be like and knowing I couldn’t have it was going to be torture. Yet, I didn’t feel like I could walk away. He meant so much to me and at the end of the day, his friendship was what I missed the most.
